THE UNTETHERED

 Relentlessly I have this bashing feeling of nostalgia

Of not being able to imagine as I used to
The question is... have we been educated as years pass by?
Or only learnt to learn but not to create

The innocence as a child when I see my son
Asks me hard enough to introspect the less explored me
While ..the heart seeks to write without thinking
My mind pulls back on the consequences

Pulling in all the strength which I seek to have
I wish those words come to me as they use to
But isn’t that how it is….that it should be?
Because your heart still silently smiles as a mute spectator

We often not value all the things we have
To talk straight from the heart has become a privilege
Because in the end it doesn't matter if you lived
All that is whole and complete falls apart without love

SHE SUNG

 

She sung her songs in silence

Amidst the beautiful Creation of herself

She flaunted the colors beyond imagination

Yet she never forgot to shelter others

For she never thought they were others but a part of her own self

LUNA

He hides.. 

He shines ..

He teaches us one truth of life..

That every darkness is followed by more brightness to come..

Every bright side is no forever..

But did we notice that.. this is only for the outside..

Inside he is at peace in solitude 😋

MAN THINKETH

Between the darkness of the skies
And the flabbergasting brightness of the stars.
He stands unshaken for he knows
He is in oneness with the one which loves and the one that hurts.


He in his deeper thinketh knows
That hard work and toil grasp greens and blues
But he learns 
Near is the beautiful scent of the blossoms for little lilies and lotuses.

The Ying stings in stealth foretelling
That no gloom is forever
The Yang bangs straight ahead
For it knows every bloom is followed by wither

That man ..! stands in the righteousness
Of his own actions good and bad
For the Karma hunts him down
Through the hardest rocks for gift or reprimand

- Vandana

Watercolor on Handmade paper
16 x 24 inches

SLUMBER

Delving deep into the myriads of creativity

Levitating against the gravity

Camouflaging the reality

Gliding beyond roofs of reminiscence

Oh! Unexplainably impeccable

How is this even conceivable?

I exist everywhere

At the brink of the empires

At the link of the memoirs

Nothing looks sensual

Not a thing looks usual

I feel love, I feel pain

I feel despair, I feel calm

So much to offer

So much to perceive

Much more to comprehend

I ponder, deep underneath

Chasing my body, reaching out to it

I scream in silence, catching up with my breath

Slowly I feel the touch of truth

Ah!!.. I witness the relief so rowth

-Vandana

THE UNSEEN ME

My heart skips its beat to hear you
To hear you through all the times known unknown
My eyes can feel the colors unseen

When I seek you for the perpetual wisdom
You create those nuances of situations shaking my logical reasoning
Awakening the deepest thoughts, I never knew I thought

Pondering in the betweens of consciousness and conscience
You and the world you created for me is rejoicing the new-found freedom
The freedom of thought, the freedom of possibilities
The gateway to the new dimensionless infinity

With the warmth of the welcoming
With the truth of the reality
I stand shaken in the upheaval of your intrusion
Oh sorry not intrusion, it’s my own introspection
For I realize there is no separate you
Its just the me, in fact it’s the you in me

Expanding through the shackles of life
Budging through the monastic twisters
Travelling through the roads teaching me
Meandering through the blissful milieu
Oh here I arrive, into the unseen me.

                                                                   -Vandana

Aruna Raaga :)

Its been already two more times of visit to RVM Foundation.But wanted to put down in my blog not to forget those moments...!

While we were waiting for a trigger to visit RVM,like somebody really heard us we got a birthday decoration order.Shahina and me took it up as it would give a service oriented money which was the approach we were heading towards. Several questions were raised like "Don't you feel it below status to take up such work?""Will your dad agree for such things?".But nothing really counted as the purpose was important and nothing is below dignity and more than anything the work was inline with our interest.Finally decorated the birthday hall with the help of some great hands ..it was all very fun filled :D Loved that day though we toiled a little.

Birthday hall we decorated

From then came the day we met our RVM friends :).It was quite an interesting day with waking up early,accompanied by uncle and Shahina,shopping and bargaining for fruits..I felt like I could start of a fruit selling business ;).Towards the end of our shopping came the RVM van with a volunteer.Here is when I met a phenomenal person !!Aruna......What a charming girl!While we introduced each other Aruna just smiled at us,but that communication was more than words.Since our shopping was done,it was time to carry and dump all fruit bags each one as heavy as 30 kgs.Both of us were looking for helpers while Aruna came and asked us to put the bag over her shoulders! For a moment we were shocked..but this was no big deal for her.With a warm smile she happily helped us.I am really amazed at her simplicity and cheerfulness .

Finally reached RVM ,distributed fruits and saw their faces glowing.It was nice to see them happy.But we couldn't stop laughing when many took the peels out and started throwing them all at once and were rejoicing at that shower not bothering about the guards screaming .They were totally in their own world.:).To wrap things up,we ate up there and Aruna bid us adieu by accompanying till the bus stop. I was very curious to know as to how she ended up there and started a conversation.Got to know that she was working in an IT firm ,but was inspired to do MSW( Master of Social Work ) and then joined there.That was really motivating.So much of humility!!Hats Off to those working in darkness to bring in brightness to others lives!! :) :)

Saaarryyy Madam :D

It was a bright day and the sunshine peeped in crossing many snags and finally fell on my eyes only to wake me up afresh when I was still snuggling on my bed.Oh Shit!! Its already 7 30 a.m. Why am I so lazy (all the time!!).That's okie,after all what more can give the pleasure of a sound sleep.That's life ;).Finally, picking up some more inspiration..actually...not inspiration, but a complete insistence of the intellect on my lazying mind, I wake up and hurry to find a bathroom.For those of you who are wondering as to how many bathrooms I have, I am staying in a PG (paying guest) as my house is quite far from college...By the way, quite far means..a travel from my house to my college would cover almost the diameter of Bangalore. :D.

Oh yeah!! coming back to my getting ready to college, I whisk into the kitchen and pack my box though I know its very late to class as that's my priority.When I say class, I remember its networks class..Sangeeeeeetha ♬ ♬ ma'am class.The most sleep causing class @least to me(no offences please) and at the sametime would lose attendance for even being 2-3 mins late. For now the only hope I have is Vani is also late today.I am not happy that she's late,but its actually a 'not just me' kinda feeling that calms down your tension a bit.Here I go,locking my room at Vani's one big shout of 'Come fast yaaa' rushing downstairs and finally race by to reach bus stop only to realize its EXTREMELY late and we have no hopes of any buses.With no next question both of us in unissance look out for auto.

We see one guy leaning on an auto presumably the auto driver.He stares at us like those comedians in Kannada movies with a creepy look.Oh we don't have time to get irritated now.Just hurry up and call him I thought.My thought now is perfectly in sync with Vani's expressions even without uttering a single word.Finally we went there and asked him "PESIT?" and get into the auto bearing the grin of that monkey faced fella apparently.He is now sitting in a posture which could well be depicted only when I compare it with a slight Trikonasana.I am wondering why he's sitting like this and infer it was to balance the auto through my all possible optimism.

He started the auto.So did my heart start thumping witnessing the surge in speed he takes.Me and Vani are staring at each other not that we wont reach class on time, but that, we may directly reach heaven at once.He is driving crazily I say!!Both of us are still dumbstruck and exchanging looks as to who should tell him to slow down.But within my thought process is transfiguring into action, everything has already happened.He hit a bike slightly and took an extreme left turn and the whole auto toppled!!!

Sample pic of the position of our Auto :D

Now goes the best part.The auto is resting totally on its side and so is Vani still intact in her position as when the Auto was upright.And me I am exactly perpendicular standing in the gap in front of the back seat and stare down in complete anger.I wonder how I was angry instead of being afraid.I also wonderfully wonder as to how I came to that position without being hurt :D.....Now I see down!! The auto is on the auto driver who has fallen down and is facing me.I asked him not realizing my position nor his position " What have you done???" in kannada.And to my disbelief, the guy is smiling at me (dont forget the entire auto in which Vani is there has fallen on him) and says "Saaarrrry Madam".

Oh god!! What all happened in minutes.Finally we get back to pg to get some rest and bunked that class :D :D.

Thoughtful thoughts that crossed my mind...!! :P

"ಸ್ನೇಹಲೋಕ" rediscovered :P

Its just an awesome feeling to find an old poem you wrote you don't even remember you wrote :P. Found this today morning!! :D. Could only fetch light meaning.Don't know what I thought when I wrote it ;).It is dated 7th May 2007!!!!

ತಂಗಾಳಿಯ ಸುಖಸ್ಪರ್ಶವು ತಾಕಿದೊಡನೆ ಮನವು
ತಣ್ಣನೆ ತಂಪಾದವು ಕೂಪತಾಪಗಳು
ಅನಿಸಿತು ಮನಸಿಗೆ ಒಂದೊಂದು ಅಣುವಿನಲಿ ಸ್ನೇಹದಾ ಬಿಂದುಗಳು
ನಿಂತು ನೋಡಲು ಏನೂ ಕಾಣಿಸದು

ಬಯಕೆ ಬಚ್ಚಿಟ್ಟೆ
ಹೇಳಲು ಮೌನ ಮಾತನ್ನೆಳೆಯಿತು
ಯತ್ತನೋದಿರತ್ತ ಅದರದ್ದೇ ಛಾಯೆ
ಬರೀ ಛಾಯೆಯೇ ಇದೆಂಥ ಮಾಯೆ

ರೆಪ್ಪೆ ಬಡಿತವು ನಿಂತು , ಎದೆಬದಿತವೀರಿತು
ಇದೆಂಥ ಸ್ನೇಹದಾ ಪ್ರಪಂಚ ನಾನಿನ್ದಿಲಿದದ್ದು
ಏನಿದ್ದರೇನು ,ನನ್ನ ದೇವ ಕಾಯುವನು 

ಬಂದು ಬಾಂದಳದ ಇರುಳನ್ನೆಸೆದು
ಅಂದು ಅದು ಪ್ರೀತಿ ತುಂಬಿ ತುಳುಕಿದ ಲೋಕವಾಇತು
ಕೊರಳಲ್ಲಿ ಸ್ವರವ ಧ್ವನಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಇಂಚರವ ಹೊರಹೊಮ್ಮಿತು

ಮನವು  ಹಾರಿತು ಹಕ್ಕಿಯ ಹಾಗೆ ,ತೇಲಿ ಸೇರಿತು ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಾ ತಾಯೆ
ಎದೆಯೇರಿತು ಭಯಭೀತಿಗಳ ಮೇಲೆ
ದುಖದುಗುದವಿಲ್ಲದ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಾ ಚಿಲುಮೆಯೆಡೆಗೆ .......

A Thought to share......!! Voice to Raise.........!! Indeed to action it.....!!

I stay quite far from my office and a little out of my city  where I get no Volvos and hence prefer the normal BMTC to commute.It was a much normal day like other when this incident happened.I was sitting in the not so crowded bus while suddenly a girl screamed out aloud "Stop !!! Just stop the bus" For a moment all of us were just awestruck to understand what really happened. Then is when the girl came out of her seat and pulled the guy behind her seat by collar and slapped him on his face and scolded him and finally kicked him out of the bus.

If I have to rewind back my memories a little more, I see myself as a little 12th std girl standing in K R Market and see a crowd gathered which seemed to be enjoying a play.And I see a lady conductor in her khaki suit and black boots literally kicking out some bastard out of the BMTC cab.All I felt was a tinge of strength and fearlessness pass through my nerves like a shiver.

And now I read people celebrating the news of punishing the gang-rape criminals while the punishment is supposed to be normal, in the sense it should not be a rear moment to celebrate justice!! Sadly we are in a society where a justice has become occasional.But all I was thinking was whats that extra step that I have taken...What is that extra mile that I have waled to curb such non-sensical, immoral behavior.Can all of us take that little extra effort to prevent such acts at a grass root level...Where is this thought really urging for these rascals to act so brutally!!!It ould be the way they are brought up,or the friends they make or drugs they take,be it anything.....But, finally the affected are the most vulnerable bunch of society!!!

When I think of ,I just feel  TRUTH is the solution!! Yes TRUTH!! Reveal the truth at the very moment you witness it.Do not hide it!!When a stupid comes and rubs against you,just stand up the crowd and call out everybody there to witness and tell them there is a bastard in the bus who is much likely to become a criminal!!Its nothing less than the insult that we make to our consience and bare this torture and keep quiet.Tell him to go to people who are meant for what he wants but not to spoil the society silenty.Most of the students are much likely to keep queit when it comes a lower level of sexual harassment. When we can laugh over a non-veg joke, why don't we use the same courage to stand against such acts.

So finally this an appeal to all of us including me to try to confront such issues without negligence or shy for a better society.

Ganapathi bappa moriya!!!!

At home today, the much rejoiced Ganesha Chaturthi started with "Sharanu siddi Vinayaka..." song :) :).

Love this day for it brings together all neighbors together and helps in strengthening the integrity in our society. So made this little cute Lord Ganesha!!! Of Course its eco-friendly :P

How art emerges!!

This is about a very old painting of mine. Made it some 3 years ago.

What makes me so attached to this is that, I felt the painting had a soul in it which helped bring together all the things in place to form itself complete by finding various parts of its much need body.

With an unfulfilled heart,I was just eating up time in my room alone.As my eyes rolled over and over across the not so colorful walls, some thing colorful was brought in from of my retina. A scene in orange and black shade.My heart fell light.Some feeling of fulfillment seeped in. Then is when I figured out I should paint something in the same shades.

Took out a card board that my friend Kavitha scribbled over her math overworks during her exam time slogs and started over.As I started the background, some thing jolted me and a tinge of paint fell over the centorid of the board probably.Felt bad. Never mind!! heart said. Bring out a tree there!! and I listened to it.Then came another bump of shiver by somebody I don't remember :( :( . and I see few drops of water on the painting!!!!!! No!!!!!! I screamed in silence. And just rubbed across it over the half made painting.And suddenly I see the look of real water. That amazed me....so much indeed.Then heard some voice inside say "Art emerges!!!...Itself" :) :)

Make me home, make me green

 

My Painting

What have you brought into my heart?
I am just left with nothing but drought
What all have you taken away from me
For now I see the empty me without any tree

In the Ambit of the trifles
All I am struck with is the bullets of your rifles
The life that I have dreamt with grace
Is now forgotten with no single trace

Etched in the euphoria of your joy
I am neither able to break out free nor cry
Sulking I am with no season
What more have you got now to reason

All I gave is love and made you live
Think oh man, Think, but not so naïve
Now I plead, please come out of your greed
Make me home, make me green

                                                       -Vandana

Happy turned hobby ideas

Colors just magnetize you and when it’s something corporeal, they really fill in them the soul they need. Something like this caught my eyes few days back. All those handmade papers,quilling papers, glitters, glues just stirred in more glucose and collaged themselves behind my eyeballs in all my lazy hours. And that’s when I made some liberal cards to fulfill that void that my retrospective imagination had created in me.

While this could seal up some space, there was still something annulled. When given a thought again, and again, and again. It just then struck me. It was the value. Yes! It’s the value that it added. The reason they were made for ,to be happy about. Was passion alone worth the grounds? I felt it must be much more than it. Something that would make me feel happily happy. So thought of making money out of the artefacts.But is that it?. How will the money add value? Cause this is the money created out of so much passion and love .How can I differentiate this from my salary?

Fighting against all qualms, came out an idea. Charity!!! With the added inspiration and modest support of my friend Shahina, a very humble girl who supports people in education and few others  we arranged to serve food for RVM foundation at their center for destitutes.

Here is where I saw something I had never thought of. Most of the people mentally challenged, and many old aged to the extent that they were counting their days.We went to each of them to distribute sweets and then spoke to them.Everyone is lost in their already lost world. Few came near to give a hug. I hindered a little though but gave.Felt very happy. With all my might I tried to smile and talk to them happily as if nothing is wrong with them.Each one reacted well.Few came by smiled,held my hands ,asked me to come often…..A nobel experience really!!

A picture taken on that day

Once we left, still their voices lingered in my ear. Is this world so much in short of love? How much of trauma could they have gone through their lives.Why are these still happening after so much of advancement in medical science? Of course!! May be with advancement in life we are forgetting and declining few very important things like love,affection,mutual help. :\

Fearless

Let that cheeky feeling slip its way out
And see the light in you
For you never say a no
And you never let it go

Add a joule,run a mile
And you know,you are up with it
For now you have, that fire in you
Way to go, though not far
Till that goal of you is met

Scream out aloud,let that out
Chill and cheer,simply as you are
Now that the way's so clear and so near
Oh my dear, dont you fear

                                              by Vandana

Tiny Marvels :)

It was sort of very occupied week and has been a while since I did some thing.So tried out something new.This time very tiny, but still very happy on the outcome :).

 

When I look through those lazy doodles!! :D

Remembering those lazy talks and crazy laughs with my friends...It was during engineering classes that I scribbled these :P.Very glad I could get these pics. Sweet Memories :).

One of the best lyrics :)

Aakashadaage Yaaro Mayagaarano
Chittara Maadi Hoogone
Ee Bhoomi Myage Yaaro tooTagarano
Malenadu Maadi Hoogone
Belli Hakkiyaagi Haari Hoogi
Naavu Sanchara Maduva Baara

Suddi Illade Mooda Shuddiyaagodu
Sadde Illade Gandha Gaaliyaagodu
Nantene Maadade Hototti Hoogodu
Yenenuu Maadade Naavyake Baalodu

Haro Hakki naa tandi Goodi Hakodu
Kattode nanna suTTu tindu Hakodu
Nara manusha kaliyalla Olledu Ulisolla
Avanadiyo Daarili Garikenu Beliyolla
Chilipiligala saregama kiviyolage
Neerallegale takhadimi Yedeyolage

Belli Hakkiyaagi Haari Hoogi
Naavu Sanchara Maduva Baara

Kaadu Suttuva Aase Ranigekamma
Kaalu iTTare suttu kallumulamma
Yelodu Beelodu badavara paaDamma
Neevyake Haadiri Ee Halli HaDamma

Illi Beesuva Gaali Urallyakilla
Illi sikkuva patheshale yakilla
Bangara Singara Saakagi hooyitu
Aramane Ananda Besattu hooyitu
Kelesilisuva Manasina Bharagala
Gigi yuva chitteya guttugala

When the most beautiful pictures uncaptured spoke!! - 1

In life, there are so many instances where we see some of the most amazing scenes but regret of not having an SLR camera with us to capture 'em. I have so many such beautiful pics captured in my brain and just wanna put them out here!! ;)

It was a beautiful sunny day in spite of being rainy season…I got ready to office in a very typical hurry – burry leisure and came out to bus stop. I have one good habit of not getting i-rated even if the bus does not show up for half an hour or so. That’s mainly coz I start observing every minute thing during the wait : P Like the way people walk, the patterns on morning sky, various fonts used on shop names, people’s expressions in vehicles…what not :D .

Amidst these inspections, one view caught my sight in delight. I saw a middle aged lady in her dusty clothes. She looked pale and thin with curly hair that looked not so neat. She was sweeping the shoulders raising a lot of sand. While all was nothing so special, came a little girl running from where I donno!!.The lady looked at her keeping aside her broom and took over her on her shoulders.

As I moved my eyes a little to the right, I saw a dirt cart which is usually kept to throw the garbage. Here follows the most astonishing scene. To my disbelief, the lady placed the kid in it. She continued sweeping. From the background of many huge trees, the sun rays escaped out and lightened up the whole natural setting that was created. Now all I saw was laughter on the little angel not bothered about anything in the world but the dust that was rising. She clapped and clapped her hands while it looked like the sun rays also joined their hands to make an unheard tune. So unintentionally and innocently, did her movements created various stunning patterns of dirt that created a foggy look.

This was the moment I wanted to click it J